Internal

this heart, my heart.

it doesn’t care as much anymore.

crush it to pieces and nothing is left

for me to spare.

i want to yell and scream my words

but my words stop me.

a brick wall that grows in my esophagus

yields me to say what i mean.

and what i mean to say is not what my

heart wants to say.

always a tug of war with my mind and heart.

sometimes i just want to pack everything and go somewhere.

to do what i want and say what i want without having to hold it in

or hide it.

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